Tuesday June 17th 2014
Emma Healey: This Name Ain’t Big Enough
“I didn’t want to be the 22-year-old Emma Healey who spent her days working at a porn factory and her nights going home to “write” (which usually consisted of spitting out 500 words, watching two hours of Netflix, drinking half a beer and passing out at 10 p.m.). I wanted to be the 28-year-old Emma Healey who probably lived in a gorgeous London flat and had the kind of straight bangs I couldn’t pull off with my hair. I wanted to be the Emma Healey who had thought of a whole book and then written it so well that people wanted to pay money to read it. I didn’t want to tell the truth.”
ARP author Emma Healey writes about (being) the other Emma Healey for the National Post arts blog. Read the entire piece here.